A/N Hi everyone, house move is still going on (and on and on and on). Considering moving into a trailer just so I won't ever have to move heavy furniture again. Anyway, I've managed to write a bit more for your enjoyment. Thanks for all the reviews again!
Somebody Told Me.
'Arghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!' The scream resonated around the boat house as a hammer fell from the wooden platform.
'Joey, are you in here?' Jen's voice echoed around the room. She looked up and saw Joey holding onto her hand. Her face red and angry, just like when she was 15.
'I'm just here, impaling myself on wood.' Joey said, cursing herself as she gingerly let go of her hand and made her way down the stairs.
'So this is your home, talk about your fixer upper?' Jen joked, rubbing her hands slowly over her bump.
'Well it's home. And it gets me away from the Bride of Dracula.' Joey ran her hands under the tap in her newly finished kitchen. Pacey and Bodie had fitted it fro her last week, along with her new bathroom. She had finally moved in two nights ago.
'Is it that obvious as to why I am here?' Jen smiled, grabbing a towel and handing it to Joey. 'Do you need a bandage or anything?'
'No, I just hit my thumb. Cliched but...' Joey smiled and looked up at Jen. 'So is she driving you insane as well then?'
'Well apart from her need to constantly call and text me about the wedding, her insistence that I try and squeeze into a drab bridesmaid dress and her complete ignorance of my current state..no, not really,'
'She keep calling me about my hair, I think she wants me to cut it all off or something...'
'Smart on the shoulder bob with a side plait I do believe,' Jen interrupted smiling.
'Geez, you are getting it worse than I am,' Joey lamented. 'What is she doing now then?'
'Dragging Pacey and Jack around to the cake makers to test cakes. Apparently I am not allowed to come as my taste buds are impaired by the hormonal state I'm in and so I was uninvited. So I thought I would pay you a visit to see how your budding empire was going. Plus I haven't seen you much since...'
'The lost weekend?' Joey joked, pulling two glasses out of one of the cupboard and pouring them both lemonade.
'Good way to put it,' Jen said, taking the lemonade and following Joey out onto the lawn where she had set up a picnic table.
'I always had a way with words. I can't believe its only 2 weeks until the wedding. Are you here until then? I know they have space at the B&B.' Joey said, lowering herself onto a chair.
'Yeah, I thought I would start my maternity leave early. At least I can have a moment of peace from Audrey,' Jen said, closing her eyes against the strong sun.
'Apart from that, how are you?' Joey asked, looking over a Jen. She was looking radiant with her pregnancy, her skin glowing delicately.
'I feel a lot better than I did at the beginning. Thanks for that book by the way, it was really helpful. Jack's useless at all of this.' Jen said, opening her eyes and taking a long sip of the lemonade.
'Jack's suppose to be, it's in the handbook I think.'
'He needs to get better, quickly,'
The two of them sat in silence, the air thick with tension. Neither of them wanted to bring up the massive pink elephant in the room. Dawson.
Joey's cell phone broke the silence, the vibration of it rattling the small table. She grabbed it quickly and checked the caller id.
'Potter's painting corner, the lady of the establishment speaking?'
'If that's the best title you can come up with Potter you are sunk,' Pacey's voice sang down the phone.
'Bite me Witter,' Joey smiled and turned to Jen, shaking her head.
'Nice retort, good to see you have new material. I don't suppose you have a certain pregnant bridesmaid with you do you? She's gone awol and Audrey is about to call out of the search party,'
'Well as a matter of fact she's with me. Tell Audrey she's having a break for the day,' Joey said, smiling at Jen. Jen returned the smile with a silent thank you.
'I'm not sure if the Hitler will accept that for an answer but I will attempt to conceal her for at least the next few hours. You coming to the BBQ that the Leery's a throwing?'
'Of course, I'm helping with the copious amounts of cooking,'
'Okay then, see you both there later...if I survive,' Pacey laughed as he hung up.
'You're safe. But only for now.' Joey put the cell phone on the table again and turned to Jen. 'So, what names you thinking off?'
'You know those are the only two questions I get asked recently? How are you doing and what are you going to call the baby. It's like I've evaporated into this giant baby making machine,' Jen blurt out.
'I'm sorry...I...' Joey was shocked by her reaction to a seemingly innocent question.
Jen signed heavily and looked over a Joey, her mouth pulled into a nervous little line, slightly biting her bottom lip. 'Joey, I'm sorry...hormones.'
Joey nodded solemnly 'I remember Bessie, so don't worry.'
'Amy'
'Huh?'
'I like the name Amy,'
'And if it's a boy?'
'It won't be. It's a girl,' Jen smiled widely.
'Oh, that is so great. Congratulations,' Joey moved around to Jen and hugged her tightly, feeling her bump pushing her away slightly.
'Thanks, I would have been happy either way but I really wanted a girl, I'm not sure why. It just feels right.'
'Well I think it's wonderful. Now I can add some direction to my impulse baby shopping,' Joey pulled away finally and looked Jen deep in the eyes. 'We are at the point when I can buy you stuff for this baby and we can be friends?'
'I think it would be stupid to linger on what could have been or what either of us did. Someone, who I do not consider to be particularly wise, once told me that 'you should never go backwards when you can go forwards' Jen smiled when she thought of him and the moments they had shared.
'Very poetic, who said that?' Joey said, brushing a stray tear that was rolling down Jen's check.
'Someone who I really need to contact at some point,' Jen smiled, the thought lingering in her mind.
'Well I think it's a great philosophy myself.' Joey got to her feet and heard the crunch of car tyres on her gravel driveway. 'Either you've been discovered or the others a seeking sanctuary.'
'Lets hope it's the second of them,' Jen said, grabbing Joey's hand and pulling herself out of the old wooden chair.
